Sluddi Tank - Dear Momma (feat. WRSG Rambo) Lyrics

You owe me
J.P
No matter
Slutty

Ha
Damn
No matter
Damn

Dear mama yeah I'm sorry for my sins
Showing all my demons but I'm praying from within
Countless days in prison writing letters with a pen
When you dead or in a cell you all alone so f*ck a friend

I ain't trying to take their life I just hope they never play with me
Told my bitch to move cause always sleeping da K with me
Crackers lock me up with no escape it's like some slavery
Walk em down and face em nigga I won't need no bravery

I'm the type to catch a body ain't no leaving him on scene
They got no face to have a case so take em where he never seen
All my niggas like to block up Michael Jackson, Billie Jean
I know I'm always laughing but this shit ain't funny as it seems

Steady working steady hustling to catch up with my dreams
Steady popping all these beans I be stuck just like the fiends
Smoking bubba back to back the ashes falling on my jeans
This ain't a dream

Dear mama yeah I'm sorry for my sins
Showing all my demons but I'm praying from within countless days in prison writing letters with a pen
When you dead or in a cell you all alone so f*ck a friend

I ain't trying to take their life I just hope they never play with me
Told my bitch to move cause always sleeping with decay with me
Crackers lock me up with no escape it's like some slavery
Walk em down and face em nigga I won't need no bravery

In my hood you better watch out them lil niggas wildin
Shooting shit up just like old dawg menace to society
Young and turnt mama baby boy done turned into a robber
Remember seeing you crying plenty nights thinking I'm the problem

No joy I had to smoke a nigga bunch of skeletons in my closet
Wrote a nigga in a blunt he tried to treat me like a target
I'm a cool ass nigga but can show you that I'm heartless
I was lonely in that cell at that moment was a darkness

And if it smoke up in the air I'ma finish what they started
I was just a young thug shooting shit up at them parties
Had to show em who the heart
Whoever nigga pull up at better believe I'll point

I don't care if we family nigga I'ma stay the choice
Nigga gotta get this money I'm tryna pull up in a choice
Always staff a lady cause these times getting harder
Don't be thinking with your dick come on nigga I know you smarter

Dear mama yeah I'm sorry for my sins
Showing all my demons but I'm praying from within
Catlin stays in prison writing letters with a pen
When you dead or in a cell you all alone so f*ck a friend

I ain't trying to take their life I just hope they never play with me
Told my bitch to move cause always sleeping with DK with me
Crackers lock me up with no escape it's like some slavery
Walk em down and face em nigga I won't need no bravery

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